23 February 2013

Hi, it's your favorite she-beast, Bean Sidhe. That noisy pink kitten you brought home several months ago is off having fun with Dad, so I decided to take my opportunity to present a rather disturbing report.

You see, this morning, my surveillance cameras captured this image. The pink kitten, codenamed Gal El can be clearly seen cavorting with the enemy. We may have to face the fact that she may not truly be one of us.

I know that, for me, finding out that Dad was... it's still hard to say it... a "Dog Person" came as quite a shock. I can only imagine what seeing this picture does to you. Be strong, and know that our cause is just.

I've got to go. I think I hear the start of nap time, which means that I might get to enjoy a few minutes of uninterrupted sleep, myself. I look forward to your return.

-B.S.

Hi mom... It's Puca. I think Grey Cat forgot to hit Send just so I could send you a message myself. I love her - she's so thoughtful.

You are far away, and that means you must be feeling very worried about me. I know I'm always worried about you when you're not around. Don't worry, though. Dad's taking good care of all of us. He even left a bowl of potatoes out on the coffee table for me! I love that guy - always thinking ahead.

He's in the kitchen right now, cleaning dishes, and counting them so he knows they're all there. He just got up to "10 dishes rinsed, ah ah ah." He sure does love to clean.

I sure do look forward to you coming home tomorrow. I'm sure you'll have lots of treats and snuggles for me, plus all the smells. It'll be great.

I hear that smelling pretty flowers can help when you're stressed, so here's a picture of a pretty flower from the back yard. It smells awesome. I know, because I sniffed it before I peed on it this morning.

22 February 2013

Hi, Momomomomom. It's me. Your daughter. Eleanor. I figure that, if I'm missing you this much, and you're missing me even half this much, that's a lot of missing, so I decided to write you a letter to let you know how much I love you.

(Spoiler: It's a lot)

The new look

Anyway, Dadadadadad and I have had a pretty good day of it since we dropped you off at the airport. You looked lovely, by the way - I lucked out in the genetic lottery!

But I digress. After we dropped you off, we headed back home, and Dadadadadad got me all nice and cozy-like, so that I was comfortable while I ignored my morning nap altogether! Instead, I redecorated (I hear it's called "pimping"?) my "crib". That pillow was just throwing off the whole motif by being upright and in the corner, so I moved it to the middle of the space and turned it upside-down. I think it really ties the whole area together. Whaddya think?!

Four for me, none for you...

I know you're proud, but this is only the beginning! While Dadadadadad got my lunch ready (the porkchops you left for us - I even graciously shared with him), he gave me four - FOUR - cheesy cracker thingies to munch on. I couldn't decide where to start, so I just grabbed them all!

While we ate lunch, we watched some oddball movie about ... green ninjas? And a rat? I'm not sure, it was pretty weird. What's a cow need with a bungie, anyway?

I was, as you might guess, totally unimpressed, but out of respect for the old man, I grudgingly giggled along while we played with my toys and he recited the whole movie, line by line, along with the actors.

Seriously, where did you find this guy, anyway?

The snack wall in AZ has headbands and formula too, right?

After that spectacle, all that sleep I didn't get mugged me, right there in the living room, and stole my calm. Dadadadadad knew just what to do, though - he took me into my room and snuggled me until I calmed down. He even made sure I had a snack wall, just like the one on your end of the world, so I could feel closer to you.

This nap was successful! I dreamed about butterflies and rainbows and farts and, for some odd reason, a turtle with a Bronx accent. No, I'm not just making that up! It really happened!

I don't know either.I think he's trying to look "dapper"

After my nap, Dadadadadad and I went on a date, just the two of us. He had to get some work done on his car, so he dropped it off at the dealership, and we walked to the Chili's just up the road. I told him to stop and take a picture of us, so you could appreciate my outfit, but he didn't even get my jeggings in the shot.

I mean, honestly. You would have gotten it right. Man, I miss you...

All was forgotten once we arrived at Chili's, though, because he shared his chips and salsa and queso with me. The waitress offered to bring me my own skillet of queso, but I politely declined. The queso was good, but I'm learning to make healthier choices by watching you, and you know how I loves me some broccoli, so I ordered that instead.

As it turns out, I love it even more when I put it on one of Dadadadadad's chicken fajita nachos. Dee-lish!

After that, we went back to the car dealership, where we found out that the car wasn't ready yet. Since we had some time to spare, I taught Dadadadadad a new trick! The video isn't great, but you get the idea.

Well, it's about time for me to get in the bath and start getting ready for bed. I love you, and miss you a lot, but I know you're going to have a great time and come home and tell me all the stories, and that makes up for it. Plus, the old man's not as boring as I thought he would be.

Squeeze my brotha from anotha motha, hug a Penny for me (and thank her for all the fine-ass threads she's sent this way), and tell everyone there "Hi" from me.

04 February 2013

I've been asked a couple of times for my recipe for Irish Stew, and I've typically demurred, since I don't really know in advance what I'm going to do with it - it just sorta ... happens1.

Anyhow, this weekend, I sat down with a supply of ingredients and decided I was going to keep track of what I did. I actually meant to take pictures, but by the time I remembered to do so, my hands were already covered with fixin's, and I had less than no desire to handle my phone. I'll try and plan better next time.

... no, that's not the entire post, it was just the obligatory geek joke with regards to resolution.1

So I've never been much for New Year's Resolutions. I'm bad at keeping to things for an entire month, so the concept of keeping to something for an entire year is ... boggling. It just seems like setting myself up for failure, so I tend not to do it.